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The demolition demolished the ashes jars from decades ago and helped the elderly find a cemetery for burial. This kind of thing was enough for a reporter to film it and used it as a publicity case for our demolition office.

However, I have no chance to hire a reporter to take pictures of this incident at the moment. Perhaps after the entire demolition process is over, we can talk about it during interviews with reporters.

I'm a little cranky.

It was really because the atmosphere in the car was dull.

Being so distrusted by their old mother, Liu Zhiguo and Liu Zhijun were naturally very dissatisfied. Neither of them spoke. Song Xian is not a talkative either. Guo Yujie had no room for improvement, so she and I sat next to the old lady, like two bodyguards.

This location arrangement was also decided by the old lady herself. The way she looked at her two biological sons now was like looking at robbers and thieves. Maybe she would look at health product salesmen with a gentler look.

Song Xian didn't know the specific address of Wanshou Cemetery, so he turned left and right to give directions.

She showed the way without any hesitation. If she hadn't given random directions, she should have actually been to the Wanshou Cemetery and clearly remembered the route there.

I was doing two things: making sure that the road Song Xian pointed out did not go around in circles and that it was not nonsense. I also calculated the time when Song Xian would move to the Sixth Village of Workers and Peasants.

She should have been an employee of the Third City Iron and Steel Plant, and the time she moved into Gongnong Village 6 should be about the same age as the house in Gongnong Village 6.

After thinking about it this way, it wouldn't be surprising if that cemetery was demolished.

The demand for cemetery land in Minqing City has been increasing, and many ecological cemeteries and new cemeteries have been built. The old cemetery has been demolished, and some people's ashes may not be claimed by descendants, so they can only be disposed of by the government.

I was thinking about the two urns of Song Xian’s parents.

It should not have been taken out after burial, but it had never been buried.

Song Xian's two sons have no memory of the two old men...

"Go straight, keep going." Song Xian stretched his neck and looked at the road carefully.

I find this matter more and more confusing.

The car drove along like this, leaving the urban area of ​​​​Minqing and continuing to the suburbs.

After passing the demolition and resettlement communities built in Minqing City in the past few years, and passing some villages, towns and fields, Song Xian finally stopped.

"It's right there, it's right there." Song Xian pointed in a direction, feeling emotional.

I looked weird and looked at Guo Yujie.

Liu Zhiguo said dissatisfied: "Look, where did the grave come from? I've said it before."

Liu Zhijun said nothing, but looking at his expression, he was also angry and not in a happy mood.

Song Xian pushed me and was about to get off the car.

I grabbed Song Xian and said, "Grandma Song, where is the Wanshou Cemetery you mentioned?"

Song Xian turned around and pointed across the road.

"That's a factory there." I said helplessly.

The place Song Xian was referring to was the factory area, and he didn't know which company's factory it was. There is no large-scale chemical equipment. The buildings in the factory area are all boxy cement buildings without any sense of design. They look like a pile of square bricks. They may be processing plants such as food and machinery.

Song Xian didn't stop and insisted on getting off the car.

I had no choice but to get out of the car and help Song Xian across the road to the wall of the factory. Song Xian still wanted to find the door to enter.

Liu Zhiguo became impatient, "Okay. I've seen everything. There are no graves here, no graves!"

Liu Zhijun stood by the car door smoking, still silent.

Song Xian refused to give up.

"This is really not a cemetery." I persuaded again.

Guo Yujie said the same.

We talked nonsense, but Song Xian didn't listen. Seeing that we were unwilling to cooperate, Song Xian ignored us, shook off our hands, and continued to look for the door.

I took out my phone to locate it and searched it.

The factory here is the location of a company called "Minqing Changde Machinery Products Company", which should produce auto parts and the like. The factory area is not small, and the main entrance is at the other end.

I grabbed Song Xian and explained the situation again.

Liu Zhiguo also stood in front of Song Xian, pointed to the factory area and said: "Look, where is the grave here? Mom, stop making trouble, let's go back. I will put it with my grandma and grandpa at my dad's place. From now on, It’s good for the whole family to be together. I’ll buy the tomb there as well, and we’ll buy it again, okay?”

Song Xian shook his head and said angrily: "You heartless little beast! Your grandma and grandpa are already there! You little beast! You have the same virtue as Liu Zhongliang! A little beast born of an old beast!"

Song Xian suddenly burst out and directly chased Liu Zhiguo and beat him.

"Mom!" Liu Zhiguo hid for a few times.

Guo Yujie held the old lady back.

"Grandma Song, there really is no cemetery here. We won't lie to you." Guo Yujie said sincerely, looking into Song Xian's eyes.

Song Xian's eyes suddenly filled with tears, "My parents are suffering. They just want to come back. They just want to come back... I beg you, bring them here..."

What Song Xian said became incomprehensible.

I looked at Liu Zhiguo and then at Liu Zhijun.

"What happened to your grandparents? Did the old lady..." I lowered my voice.

Liu Zhiguo looked puzzled, "I told you, I haven't heard about my grandma and grandpa since I was a child..."

"Your grandma and grandpa love you so much! You little beast!" Song Xian became angry again, with tears on his face, and his expression was extremely regretful.

She looked like she was about to curse, but suddenly stopped, and her whole body seemed to freeze.

I don't know why, but my intuition is a little wrong.

Liu Zhiguo was still trying to persuade Song Xian to go home.

Song Xian slowly turned his head and looked at the factory area.

There was no one in the factory area, and there was an almost dead space behind the iron railings. There is no vehicle traffic on this road either.

Song Xian just stared at the factory area and shed tears silently.

"Abba...Ama..." She called out tremblingly, her body trembling, and she walked towards the iron railing. She grabbed the railing with one hand and reached into the railing with the other hand, as if to grab something in front of her.

There is not even a green belt inside the railing.

More than ten meters ahead, there is the white wall of a factory building.

At this moment, the three of us were all staring blankly at Song Xian's behavior.

I didn't see the yin energy, I didn't see the ghost. I'm pretty sure Guo Yujie didn't see anything either.

Liu Zhiguo asked confusedly: "This...what...me, my mother..."

Song Xian was too excited. It's really like seeing a close relative reunited after a long absence, and it's hard to control yourself. Her vision is focused. The outstretched hand also changed from open to empty grasp. The bones and tendons can be seen on the back of the hand with withered fingers.

That kind of veteran actor can only achieve this level at most.

If Song Xian wasn't hallucinating, he was really seeing and holding something.

"What else are you doing?" Liu Zhijun came over at this time, a cigarette hanging from his mouth. He saw Song Xian's actions clearly, and when he heard Song Xian sobbing, the butt of the cigarette in his mouth fell to the ground.

"Abba... ah... ah... ah... wu wu wu... um, um..." Song Xian cried and nodded.

I don't know because of her action, I saw her hair move.

There was no wind and no up-and-down direction, and her silver hair moved to one side.

It was like an invisible hand gently caressing Song Xian's head.

I shivered and had goosebumps all over my body.

I had a bad premonition.

"Grandma Song, have you seen your parents?" I confirmed.

Liu Zhiguo and Liu Zhijun seemed to have their butts burned, and they jumped up on the spot.

There are only two updates today. Goodnight everybody.